The Labor enquirer., 1887-11-26

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.roohl rovderiy.
And whom YOU drew swords. what 49, your
but : tin one,
And he in steel mail from his head 70 hii
Soots
You were vie not 70 '1inssr 70 get ! blow
nom him.
But you could not essape the sharp toe .
Pooh. Powderiy.
And you howled tin the gods Of the million
aires senate
Took pity upon you and lent you hand;
But down In st. Louis they set down ant
jeered you.
And frightfnl example you were to thu
land.
Pooh. PowdsrIy.
There was blood on the bridge, ,lbut your pur
blind vision,
Gould not reach across tothe Illinois shore
And the Widows shrek swelled BY the moan
ofthe river,
Swept by you unheeded though smitins
Pooh! Powderly.
spake the brave Martin Irons, leading hun
cry ten thousands,
"Are ye coward and knave to lave these In
the lurch?"
And you lifting hands at the horrid sugges'
tion,
Cried, "Back to your tasks, men! Ispeab
for the Churchr'
Poohi PowderIy.
Uprose then Phil Armour, the great sausage.
MAKER
You are lucky. my boy, that he makes
them fhog-
And says he, "I,m chump when this Jew Of
Manhattan
Could SO easily down the - son Of bog"
Pooh! Powderly.
So he ordered the Stock Yards to strike for
ten hours,
And your Knights were locked out in the
cold then to freeze,
But led by bold Butler, had you kept your
paws of.
They soon would have had the mean
thieves ON their knees.
Pooh! Powderly.
Came the fearless Tom Barry to aid and to
counsel,
And the "Baron Bologna" paled at his firm
stand;
But says bean-bellied Botsford. 'Come, Elan.
igan, now
You've the price in your pocket, call Pow.
derly's hand"
Pooh! Powderly.
Sure enough, as he said it, you ordered your
men back;
And in Pinkerton's joy was poor Besly shot
down;
Father Flanagan prayed --hut the curse Of
the poor
And the blood of the dead were the glints
ofyour crown.
Pooh! Powderly.
And then the 'Longshoremen, you swore to
stand by them,
AS lead by the heroes Of old forty nine
They sailed in force on the armies Of money,
But you pattered peace and your cheer
was whine.
Pooh! Powderly.
Men say you are paid by the foes of gaunt
Labor;
Idon't believe that, but fairly know this:
With your tricks tina. are knavish, and COW
ardly actions,
You have me9rof your Order scor and >
Pooh! Powderly.
You are reaping in fields where you never
sowed seed.
You moisten your bread in the sweat Of the
poor,
But disaster and infAmy walt on your steps,
For the blood Of our Martyrs has srattered
your door.
Pooh! Powderiy.
It is true a. you say, "When We want you
we'll ind you"
But we're not always glad 70 find things
that are lost;
Sure the searching costs something and then
when you have them,
And figured them up, they're not sure for
the cost.
Pooh! Powderly.
You mind me of Dooney's pig-lost In the
pound,
And the whole village out on hunt for his
skin,
And never trace-though every house
searched
Save the one where was writ up: "Here's
Pard on for SIM"
Pooh! Powderly
And they even searched there, till they came
to the cellar,
And at that says dear Bridget, the maid Of
all work:
!Ye wild haythens go. wild the curses Of Crom-
we'll,
Sure, there's nothing down there, BARN
barrel Of pork.
Pooh! Powderly.
Thanksgiving Thoughts.
Editor Labor Enquirer.